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PEEFACE. 



In writing this book, I want it distinctly 
understood that everything mentioned in it 
was revealed to me exactly as stated, and I 
can produce reliable witnesses to prove that 
on Monday, December 4, 1899, I related the 
whole dream or vision to them, word for 
word, just as it appears in this book. Up to 
that date, no remarks about the invasion of 
Canada or the midnight mass of the Roman 
Catholic Church had been heard or even 
thought of by me, as I take no interest 
in church or religious affairs, whatever; 
and furthermore, I know absolutely nothing 
about the percentatge of Roman Catholics 
in the Army and Navy of the United States 
or^ Great Britain, or their percentage of re- 
sponsible positions in this or any other Prot- 
estant country. So far as I know, the dream 
or vision, or whatever it was, may have been 
the result of over-eating, or it may have been 



a true insight into the present state of exist- 
ing affairs and a sure forecast of the future. 
Suffice it to say, we already hear threats of 
invading Canada and reorganizing the Clan- 
na-Gael, the Fenians, and other Catholic 
organizations. 



BY THE, TOPE'S COMMAND; 



OR, 



The Destruction of the British Empire and the Over- 
throw of Protestantism throughout the World. 



PART I. 



OHAPTEE I. 

By some strange fatality, I was given an 
awful and startling view of the future, which 
I am at a loss to account for, as I am not 
religious or superstitious and am an unbe- 
liever in fortune-telling or forecasts of any 
kind, which makes it all the stranger; how- 
ever, I will now proceed to give an account 
of my strange experience, as far as I can 
remember. Just after eating a hearty meal 
on the afternoon of Sunday, December 3, 
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1899, I stretched myself out on the lounge at 
my home and began to read the different 
Sunday newspapers, which I had bought 
that morning. Soon I began to feel drowsy. 
A strange Maltese cat came in at the door, 
and sat down and looked at me fixedly for a 
few moments, and then he got up and walked 
slowly out Now, if there is anything that 
is got up on crooked legs which I hate, it is 
a cat. Thought I, "Here is where I rid the 
world of a fine-looking cat," but I suddenly 
realized that I was utterly unable to move 
any part of my body. I wondered what on 
earth could be the matter with me. I tried 
to roll off the lounge, but it was no use. 
Then I began to think that I was dying, and 
the thought came to me that I was in a 
trance. What if my wife would suppose that 
I was dead, and have me buried? Then I 
renewed my efforts in trying to get up from 
there. "If I am really in a trance, what 
caused it?" I thought of that confounded 
cat — how he kept looking back at me as he 
went out. "Did he have anything to do with 



my present predicament?" I asked myself. 
No; it must have been something I had eaten 
for dinner that didn't agree with me. Then 
I began to think over the different things 
that I had eaten for dinner, when I suddenly 
realized that I was not alone, for I could 
hear someone moving about the room. 
Thought I, "It is the undertaker that has 
come to measure me for my coffin!" Then I 
strained every muscle in my body trying to 
get up, or, at least, trying to move one fin- 
ger or toe, but my whole body seemed to be 
held in a vise. I could still hear heavy foot- 
steps, but could not see anyone. 1 could 
hear the children playing and romping just 
outside of the window. 

I discovered that I could move my eyes 
about, but not my head, so I began to look 
about to discover who my visitor was, and at 
the very first glance around I discovered 
him. He was a tall, dark-complexioned man 
of about forty-five or fifty years of age, with 
straight black hair, with a red fez cap on 
his head, and dressed like a Turk; he seemed 
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to be busy arranging something in a large 
trunk-like box. I lay there watching him, 
unable to move a finger; I tried to move my 
head, then my feet, then my fingers and toes 
— all in vain. I felt that if I could just move 
one finger, I could then soon be able to get 
up. I tried again to roll off the lounge — all 
in vain. Then I resolved to remain calm and 
see what he was going to do. He fumbled 
around in the box awhile, and then he turned 
around and walked straight up to me, drag- 
ging a short, funny-looking, little red stool, 
the legs of which seemed to be set with dia- 
monds and other precious stones that glit- 
tered and sparkled in a thousand different 
colors. He sat down on the stool and looked 
at me with his curious-looking eyes, that 
seemed to be coals of fire, and set deep in 
his head. He had a long, hook-like nose and 
high cheek-bones; the lower part of his face 
was covered with a heavy mustache and a 
long, thick, black beard. 

I lay there wondering if my disbelief in 
the existence of the devil was about to be 



exploded, and just then he spoke for the first 
time. Said he: 

"Knowing you to be non-sectarian, I have 
come to warn the whole world through you. 
Two terrible wars will soon be raging in this 
country; you will live to see the first one; 
and the terrible bubonic plague and the war 
combined will nearly depopulate this coun- 
try. The war will be terrible — a religious 
war; no quarter will be asked or given, no 
prisoners will be taken. It will be a war be- 
tween the allied powers of Europe, aided by 
the powerful Eoman Catholic Church, on one 
side, and the Anglo-Saxons and all of the 
Protestant faith on the other. Blood will 
run through the streets of your cities like 
water, and then the world will see a strange 
thing occur; for the two races that are the 
most ostracized and discriminated against 
in the United States of America will take 
up arms and fight shoulder to shoulder 
with the Anglo-Saxon Protestants in de- 
fense of the American flag to the last ditch. 
The races referred to are the Jews and the 
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American Negroes. Nearly all the other 
races Avill oppose you in the field, with 
the possible exception of the Germans, for I 
cannot see the Germans as a nation oppos- 
ing the Anglo-Saxon Protestants, but I can 
see a great many Germans opposing you. 
They are all members of the great Roman 
Catholic Church, the 'Church militant/ the 
disguised demon that has thrown out her 
long and powerful arms and grasped every- 
thing in this country that should belong to 
the Protestant alone — the Army, the Navy, 
the arsenals, the militia, the court-houses, 
the county offices, the city offices, the police 
departments, the fire departments, and the 
labor unions; who has special orders to stren- 
uously oppose any attempt to increase the 
Regular Army above 25,000 men, hardly 
enough to keep order in one large city. 

"Warn the President of the United States 
of America to be continuously on his guard , 
as his own life is in constant danger night 
and day, for the time for action is rapidly 
approaching, which will result in the end of 
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Protestant rule in Europe. It has even now 
commenced. Every regiment sent by Eng- 
land to South Africa has hundreds of Irish 
and other Catholics, with instructions to pick 
off all the Protestant officers, and the dis- 
patches and cablegrams show how well they 
have done their work. A great Catholic 
nation in Europe is now preparing to make 
war on the Protestant British Government; 
they have already insulted the Queen; they 
are now awaiting some flimsy excuse to set 
the thousands upon thousands of their mag- 
nificent troops in motion; they have nothing 
to fear, for they know that in every British 
regiment there are hundreds of Catholic Irish 
soldiers, who, by killing off the British offi- 
cers, will soon reduce the great British Army 
into a disorganized, panic-stricken mob. The 
United States of America will be called on 
for aid by the tottering British Government; 
then the Irish Catholics of North America 
will arm and openly invade Canada; they 
have nothing to fear; the Canadian Army, 
like the English Protestants, has already 
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been fixed, and their officers will soon all be 
killed and their whole army routed and slain. 
No prisoners will be taken, and no quarter 
shown." 

He then turned in his seat and made a 
motion towards the large box or trunk, and 
two more men, dressed exactly like him, came 
forward, carrying the box between them; 
reaching doAvn in the box, they drew out a 
large map and raised it high above their 
heads and let go of it; the upper end kept 
going up until it touched the ceiling and 
stopped with a slight jolt; the lower end 
rested on the floor; then a bright light sprang 
up behind it, rendering it almost transparent, 
and such a wonderful map! It seemed to 
be alive. It was a map of the Old World — 
Europe, Asia, and Africa. He motioned for 
me to get up, and, to my astonishment, I dis- 
covered that I was able to rise without any 
extra effort on my part, where beforehand I 
was utterly unable to move. I stood on my 
feet. 

"Come and see," said he. 
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I stepped forward to within three feet of 
the map. I saw all the different races of 
the Old World in their respective countries. 
I saw the large cities of Europe, Asia, and 
Africa. In every large city in Europe I saw 
large crowds of people gathered around the 
different newspaper offices, reading the bul- 
letins. I looked down on the lower part of the 
map at South Africa; a battle had just begun 
between the Boers and English. I saw the 
puffs of smoke from thousands of small arms, 
and the flash, flash, flash of fire and heavy 
puffs of smoke from the hundreds of heavy 
cannon, that must have roared and echoed 
over the Transvaal hills for miles and miles. 
I saw what seemed at first a great moving 
cloud of dust, or whirlwind, but it proved 
to be a regiment of British cavalry; they 
came thundering around the side of a hill 
and charged with full speed upon a regiment 
of Boers; the British cavalry officers were 
riding in front of their troops with their 
swords raised high above their heads; the 
Boers opened fire, which emptied many a 
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British saddle; then the British cavalry be- 
gan to fire right and left, wherever they saw 
an enemy. 

My eyes seemed to follow the movements 
of three privates in the English cavalry. I 
saw them during the height of the battle 
raise their guns and take deliberate aim, 
not at the enemy, but at some of the Prot- 
estant officers of their own regiment. At 
the flash of their guns, three British line 
officers tumbled off their horses and lay 
stark and stiff on the ground. I saw the 
same thing repeated in different parts of the 
field. I saw that each of these assassins wore 
a small crucifix or small white pearl cross 
on his breast, suspended by a small chain 
around his neck; and one peculiar thing I 
noticed, was that, no matter in what position 
they were standing, the crucifix could be dis- 
tinctly seen through their bodies, which 
seemed to be transparent, as far as seeing the 
crucifix was concerned. I noticed that their 
operations were not confined to the Protest- 
ant officers alone, for during the heat of bat- 



tie I saw hundreds of private soldiers fall 
before their unerring aim. 

While I still gazed at the map, I saw what 
was intended to be a midnight sortie of a 
British brigade on the Boer forts, or, rather, 
trenches. I saw the whole brigade drawn up 
in line, while the officers seemed to be giving 
instructions, for they would point with their 
swords in the direction of the enemy; finally, 
the order to advance seemed to be passed on 
down the lines, and the whole brigade began 
their march forward. I watched them with 
breathless interest. Nearer and nearer they 
approached the enemy's works; they were 
now crawling forward on hands and knees, 
and for the first time I noticed that this bri- 
gade were dressed in kilts or little short 
dresses. I began to look for the crucifix; 
there were few to be seen. Finally I selected 
one man who wore the crucifix, intending to 
keep my eye on him. Suddenly I saw the 
flash of a rifle in another part of the field; I 
looked quickly in that direction and saw the 
man who had fired the rifle. I saw his com- 

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rades angrily shaking their fists in his face. 
I looked at him good;, he did not wear the 
small cross. Then suddenly the whole coun- 
try was lit up by some kind of lights from the 
Boers' forts or breastworks, and thousands 
upon thousands of rifles and artillery were 
turned loose on the betrayed British troops. 
I looked for this rascal who had fired his 
rifle; he was lying behind a great sheltering 
rock, apparently unhurt. The whole regi- 
ment was now in a disorderly retreat down 
the hill. 

Was that rifle fired by accident or design? 
Everything pointed to the latter theory; al- 
though this fellow was not a Catholic, his 
sympathies seemed to be with the enemy. 
"Well," thought I, "there are a good many 
men in this world whose sympathies are 
always with the enemies of their country. 
We have them right here in the Congress of 
the United States." 

I understood at once why the British 
Army fared so badly in every battle fought 
in South Africa during the present war. I 
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also realized that if England expected to win 
in this or any other war, she must reorganize 
her army and navy; she must get rid of all 
of her rascally traitors in both army and 
navy. 

I turned and asked him to show me the 
map of North and South America. 

"Look," said he. 

I turned once more to the map; it was 
now the map of North and South America. 
Naturally my eyes nought the city of Wash- 
ington. Everything seemed to be in a panic. 
Newsboys were running through the streets 
with extra editions of the various newspa- 
pers. Crowds of people were in front of each 
newspaper office, reading the bulletins, and 
in some cases blocking up the whole street. 
I peered closely at the map. I could make 
out to read some of the bulletins, and read 
the following: "Extra! Canada invaded by 
Irish-Americans. The city of Windsor cap- 
tured. Citizens fleeing for their lives. Riot- 
ing throughout the Dominion between Prot- 
estant and Catholic citizens. All business 
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suspended. All moneys and securities are 
being hastily shipped to the United States. 
The Canadian army on the march to the 
relief of Windsor/' 

Just then I noticed an unusual commo- 
tion among the crowds of people in front of 
the bulletins; men stood on tiptoe and craned 
their necks to see the latest extra. I looked 
closely at the latest bulletin: "Extra! ! A 
regiment of United States soldiers sent to 
patrol the Canadian-American border to pre- 
vent filibustering are attacked by American 
Roman Catholics. In th^ engagement that 
followed the American regiment lost 1.1.8 
killed, 207 wounded; 9 officers were killed 
and 12 wounded. Loss of enemy not known, 
but supposed to be great. The high death- 
list in our regiment is supposed to be the 
work of foreign traitors on our own side. 
The whole country aroused. An extra ses- 
sion of Congress called to immediately reor- 
ganize the Army and Navy. The whole 
American Army now operating in the Phil- 
ippines, Puerto Rico, and Cuba to be called 
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home at once and reorganized. The Presi- 
dent's message to Congress. The Philippines, 
Cuba, and Puerto Eico to be abandoned at 
once. All able-bodied male Negroes in the 
United States of America to be recruited, 
and, wherever it is necessary, drafted into 
the service of the Government." 

As I .stood gazing at the map, another 
bulletin extra went up. I read: "Extra! ! ! 
Prance has declared war on the British Em- 
pire. All English and Americans ordered to 
leave France immediately. Catholic press 
and pulpit throughout the United States 
attack the Administration on account of 
American Army outrages on Catholic Church 
property in the Colonies. Secret meetings 
being held in all the Catholic Churches 
throughout the world. Arms and munitions 
of war being secretly shipped from Europe 
to Catholic priests in the United States of 
America. Catholics are openly drilling in 
defiance of American law. A crisis approach- 
ing. Panic in Wall Street. Kuns on banks 
throughout the country. Money being with- 
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drawn from banks and trust companies and 
hidden away in places of safety. Business at 
a standstill. Bread riots have begun. Stores, 
factories, and freight cars are being sacked 
and looted night and day. Throughout the 
country a reign of terror exists. Police refuse 
to protect life and property, and, to add to 
the already chaotic state of affairs, the bu- 
bonic plague has broken out and become epi- 
demic in a large portion of the country, and, 
on account of the unsanitary conditions pre- 
vailing in all of the large cities, it is spread- 
ing rapidly, and will soon envelop the entire 
country. Bioting still continues. No au- 
thority of the law is recognized. Every man 
his own protector. " 

I stood there wondering what the next 
bulletin would be. I began to look over the 
map generally. I saw the American Army 
hurrying home from the Philippines, Puerto 
Bico, and Cuba. They were being landed in 
San Francisco, New York, and other cities 
on the east and west coasts of America, and 
as they marched through the streets, I no- 
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ticed in all of the white regiments there were 
hundreds upon hundreds of men who wore 
the little white crucifix and seemed to have 
a fiendish, self-satisfied look on their faces. 
I turned my attention to the southern portion 
of the country. I saw what must have been 
over two million Blacks being drilled night 
and day by white Protestant officers. It 
seemed that days, weeks, and months passed 
w T hile I stood there looking at that map, and 
it would fill a book of over 1,000 pages to 
relate the different scenes and incidents that 
I saw. It all seemed like a great moving 
panorama. I watched the tedious drilling 
of the blacks, and what seemed to me the 
slow reorganization of the Protestant army, 
for I now understood that both the Ameri- 
can Army and Navy were to be Protestant 
absolutely. 

"Why wasn't this done years ago/ 1 I 
asked of him who had first appeared to me, 
"and thus saved all of this bother?" 



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"Simply because some nations are over- 
trusting, and never recognize their real en- 
emy until too late," he replied. 

"How will this revolution end in this 
country, and what will be the outcome? 
Will this Government be overthrown like 
the British Empire, whose fall you have just 
predicted?" 

"That," said he, "depends upon the time 
it will take to arm, drill, and equip their 
black troops, who will be used to guard 
property and keep order in the large cities 
until the white regiments are thoroughly 
reorganized. Any unnecessary delay in this 
matter will mean the complete overthrow of 
this nation." 

"When will all of these troops be ready?" 
said I. 

For answer he pointed to the map. There, 
from all parts of the United States, came the 
colored troops, thousands upon thousands — 
yes, hundreds of thousands upon hundreds of 
thousands, I scanned them closely, army 
after army, regiment after regiment, I was 
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looking to see if any of them wore the cross 
or crucifix. I looked and searched in vain; 
there was no cross or crucifix among those 
fellows. I watched them as they would enter 
each large city, where, under the instruc- 
tions of their white Protestant officers, every- 
body was driven off the streets, and martial 
law proclaimed. I saw them tacking up 
notices all over the cities that they entered, 
warning the people to keep off the streets, 
I looked again at the city of Washington. I 
saw the Capitol, Treasury buildings, and all 
the other Government buildings guarded by 
Negro troops. I looked at the cities of Xew 
York, Chicago, Cleveland, and St. Louis, and 
in all of these four cities I saw that th3 
Negro troops had to fight their way through 
the streets, block after block. The religious 
fanatics would fire from windows and house- 
tops on the colored soldiers as they passed 
in the streets below. 

I began to look for the white soldiers; 
they had begun to reappear again, coming 
to reinforce the colored troops in the large 
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cities. With the appearance of the white 
troops, and all of them Protestants, or sup- 
posed to be, confidence had been partly re- 
stored. The Roman Catholic agitators and 
known leaders were being given a short trial 
by the soldiers and shot to death. But the 
spirit of insurrection had not been entirely 
crushed out; rioting was still going on in the 
small cities and towns, and arson, pillage, 
and plundering were still going on wherever 
there were no soldiers stationed. In nearly 
every city and town of any consequence in 
this country the police, judges, and juries 
were nearly all Roman Catholics, and no 
mob except Protestant mobs were interfered 
with. All Protestants were either clubbed 
to death or shot by the police whenever they 
attempted to congregate anywhere. 

I also saw the ravages of the bubonic or 
Asiatic plague, which was then epidemic. I 
saw the dead bodies of men, women, an 1 
children, all swollen up and turned black, 
lying in the streets and alleys. Hundreds 
were being buried or piled up on timbers and 
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cremated by the soldiers, both white and 
black, who were dying by the hundreds them- 
selves. The reorganization of the Army and 
Navy was still going on, although it was not 
as thorough as it should have been, for there 
were still hundreds of men among the white 
troops wearing the little white crucifix of 
Rome. 

"Well," thought I, as I stood before the 
map and saw the condition of affairs, "this 
will forever settle the race problem in th's 
country, but it will give birth to another 
problem a thousand times worse than the 
race problem could ever attain. It will be 
the religious problem now, and will compel 
the United States to become a military Gov- 
ernment. Large bodies of soldiers will have 
to be stationed close to all of the large cities 
in this country, for the United States of 
America will then be just like the different 
Governments of Europe: freedom of speech 
will be done away with, and every man that 
criticises the Government will do so at his 
peril, and our prominent Roman Catholic 
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representatives and senators will no longer 
be permitted to stand up in the Congress of 
the United States and dictate the policy of 
this Government." 

At least, that is the way I thought it out 
as I looked at the map, which suddenly be- 
gan to roll up, after which it dropped lightly 
to the floor and another one was hastily 
brought forward. As it unrolled, I saw it 
was the map of the Old World, and that the 
Avhole of Europe and Asia and a great part 
of Africa was in an active state of warfare. 
It was bewildering at the first glance, but I 
began to realize how matters stood, or, rath- 
er, moved, for everything that could move 
was moving; armies were on the march; bat- 
tles were being fought; war-ships of all the 
great nations of Europe and Asia were on 
the seas, some headed one way, some an- 
other; transports were loading and unload- 
ing troops in the different parts of Europe 
and Asia. 

The longer I studied the map the bet- 
ter I understood the situation: France and 
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England were at war; Eussia and Germany 
had attacked China and Japan; the Turks 
and all the Mohammedans, including all of 
British India, were fighting Germany, Aus- 
tro-Hungary, and Eussia. I saw the millions 
of Mohammedan soldiers with their red fez 
caps and picturesque uniforms of short, 
baggy pants and Zouave jackets. I saw the 
soldiers of China, Persia, Afghanistan, Ara- 
bia, British India, Turkey, and Japan, all 
facing the Eussian Army/ whose lines ex- 
tended along almost the entire southern 
boundary line of Eussia. But, in spite of 
their great army, the Russians were outnum- 
bered over five to one, for all of the dark races 
of the Old World had turned out their full 
strength, for they seemed to understand that 
it was to be a war of extermination. On all 
sides were to be seen war and pestilence, for 
the bubonic plague had now enveloped the 
whole world; men seemed to prefer death by 
the bullet or sword rather than face the terri- 
ble scourge. 

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I turned once more to my strange enter- 
tainer, and asked him what the outcome in 
Europe was to be. 

Said he: "The nations of Europe and 
Asia will suffer the same fate as the Mound- 
builders and Cliff-dwellers of old, who v> er ,* 
exterminated by war .and pestilence. It is 
the work of Nature. Everything that lives 
must die, even great nations. This world 
has stood for countless millions of years; it 
has been populated and depopulated thou 
sands upon thousands of times; war and pes- 
tilence have exterminated much greater and 
more powerful nations than exist on this 
earth to-day. Nature is never at rest; she 
creates, exterminates, and regenerates with 
a precision that is omnipotent, awful, an i 
irresistible. ? 

Pointing at the map on which the differ- 
ent nations of Europe and Asia were drawn 
up in battle array, he continued: "There is 
absolutely nothing short of total extinction 
of one or both factions that will ever bring 
peace, for the different nations that you see 
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opposing each other have utterly lost all 
confidence in each other, and this war will 
continue to the bitter end, and those who 
escape the gun and sword will soon fall vic- 
tims of the plague, until not one will be left 
to tell the tale. It is only a repetition of 
Nature's awful laws; it is only the inevitable. 

As I still looked at the map I saw great 
earthquakes that sent tidal waves mountains 
high around the earth. It seemed to me that 
the very elements had taken hold in order to 
hurry matters along. 

While still noting the effect of the earth- 
quakes, the map rolled up and dropped to 
the floor, and another one was run up. It 
was the map of North and South America; 
or, rather, the Western Hemisphere. Natur- 
ally my eyes rested on the United States and 
Canada. What a change had been wrought 
all over. the whole Dominion of Canada! I 
could see the French flag waving over all the 
forts and public buildings — but not alone, 
though, for I could also see that the green 
banner of Erin was quite numerous, thus 
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explaining the disastrous results to the Cana- 
dian Protestants far better than words could 
do. It showed the work of the Pope and 
priests of Rome, who have long looked on the 
whole of North America with longing eyes. I 
looked at the United States of America: 
War and pestilence were still the order of the 
day. Urged on by the Pope of Rome, France, 
Italy, and Austria had attacked the United 
States. 

Said my strange visitor: "The midnight 
masses held in all of the Catholic churches 
were held in order to formulate a plan of 
attack. Your Romanist citizens, who practi- 
cally control the Army and Navy and politics 
in this country, are to give the Papal armies 
of France, Italy, and Austria all the assist- 
ance possible, and they are compelled to do 
it — it is the Pope's command, and must be 
obeyed, and will be obeyed to the letter," 

I began to look the map over : the rioting 

and plundering as shown to me in the flrsi 

map of North America was still going on; I 

saw great powder mills blown up in different 

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parts of the country; the greater portion of 
the Army was being hurried to the Pacific, 
Atlantic, and southern coasts of the country 
to repel the invaders of Europe, leaving only 
a small portion to guard the inland cities; 
all of the heavy ordnance of Sandy Hook 
forts, Wadsworth, Hamilton, and Governor's 
Island had been permanently disabled, ren- 
dering them practically useless; in fact, 
there was scarcely a single piece of ordnance, 
light or heavy, along the whole coast of the 
country, that was not disabled or destroyed. 
By whom? The Army and Navy officials 
had been unable to determine. 

Noticing that my curious-looking enter- 
tainer was preparing to take his leave, I 
spoke. Said I: "You have shown me the 
destiny of the different nations of the earth, 
and you claim that you came to warn them 
through me. Now, what shall I tell the peo- 
ple of North America, and what shall I say 
to those of the Eastern Hemisphere?" 

Said he: "Tell the Protestant people of 
North America that war and pestilence are 
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inevitable and sure. Tell them to prepare for 
it at once by getting rid of all Romanists in 
their Army and Navy and political offices. 
Your labor unions are practically controlled 
by them. A priest can put a stop to rioting 
quicker than the President of the United 
States could. They don't even respect the 
neutrality laws of this country. They are 
the slickest bribers and political schemers 
this world ever produced. Their hatred and 
contempt of the Protestants are so intense 
that they will openly attack you in the 
streets. If you attempt to expose them, you 
will find a great many Protestant orators 
who will get up and champion the Romanists 1 
cause; turn these Protestant orators out with 
them. No delay must be tolerated; the pres- 
ent is a situation that calls for prompt and 
radical action. Organize your Protestant 
societies. Drill and equip yonr able-bodied 
male Negroes; they can be trusted. The 
Pope certainly knew what he was talking 
about when he said, 'We can have this coun- 
try in ten years. There are two points to 
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consider, the American Indian and the 
Negro/ He well knew that he already 
has enough Romanists in the American 
Army and Navy to prevent them from do- 
ing any effectual work, and if they could 
Romanize the Negro, they could present a 
solid front to the Protestant Americans. 
Every one of their soldiers would be re- 
cruited by the priests of their respective 
parishes, thus preventing any Protestant 
from getting in their ranks, for the priests 
personally know every Roman Catholic, man, 
woman, or child, in their parishes, and the 
Protestant would get no chance to get into 
their ranks to play the traitor; while, on the 
other hand, the Protestants would have to 
take any man who they thought was all 
right, and in the very first battle they would 
lose every one of their officers, and their 
whole army would be routed and slain. But 
the Pope has found out that he cannot Roman- 
ize the Negro. That is one reason why the 
blow has not been struck. He knows that 
the white Protestants can recruit about two 
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million Negro troops, who will tumble over 
each other to enlist, the moment they realize 
that the country is actually in danger. This 
Negro race has never produced a traitor to 
the American flag, and absolute reliance can 
be placed in them to hold the foreign Eoman- 
ists in check until the Protestant Americans 
can reorganize their Army and Navy. 

"That," said he, "is the secret of the Irish 
hatred of the American Negro; he is a stand 
ing menace to them, and is a hard customer 
to meet on the battle-field, and will always 
be a confirmed Protestant. So the Pope has 
abandoned the idea of Romanizing the Amei - 
ican Negro, and is now plotting with the 
French Government, who, with the aid of 
the Irish Romanists, will certainly over- 
throw the British Empire, as foretold on the 
maps that I have just shown to you. Then 
Canada will fall, and the United States will 
be attacked by the allied armies of France, 
Italy, and Austria and thousands of Roman 
Catholics from South America,- which is 
growing more hostile towards this country 



every day. The Romanists in this country 
will give you no end of trouble, and will 
harass and handicap the Protestant Ameri- 
cans on every side, causing an almost com- 
plete suspension of business of every kind. 

"And last, but not least," said he, "tell 
the American Protestants to stop their sense- 
less prejudice and ostracism toward the 
black people of this country. There is no 
just cause for it, and it should be discontin- 
ued at once." 

"Now, what shall I say to the English 
people?" said I, as I glanced at the map just 
in time to see the French and Italian war 
ships begin shelling New York City and 
Brooklyn. 

Said he: "Tell them to withdraw their 
troops from the Transvaal while they have 
some officers left. Order them back to Eng- 
land, and prepare for the great and final 
struggle. Nothing but disaster and death 
awaits them in the Transvaal. The Turkish 
or Japanese Army could have routed and 
driven the Boers into the sea long ago." 
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"And why?" I exclaimed. 

"Because," said lie, "there are no traitors 
in the armies of either one of those two 
nations; every man is loyal to his ruler and 
country. And when the same conditions pre- 
vail in the Army and Navy of the United 
States of America, then, and not until then, 
will the Americans be invincible in war and 
formidable to all evilly disposed nations or 
races of the earth." 

My strange visitor grabbed his diamond- 
beset stool and hurried out of the door, and 
his two assistants followed, carrying the 
large box between them. I turned to look at 
the map. It was gone. My wife was stand- 
ing near the door, looking curiously at me. 

"What on earth is the matter with you?" 
she exclaimed. "You have been standing 
there looking at the wall and asking ques- 
tions about nearly every nation on the face 
of the globe. Are you feeling sick?" 

"No," said I; "I only had a dream, or a 
trance, I don't know which." 

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I looked down at the carpet, and the im- 
print of the legs of that little, red, diamond- 
bedecked stool could still be faintly seen. 



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CHAPTER II. 

That night my mysterious visitor reap- 
peared, this time alone. 

Said he: "There is great rejoicing in Ire- 
land. The long-looked-for opportunity has 
arrived. It has long been the prayer of the 
Roman Catholic Church that the haughty 
and arrogant British Protestant nation 
would become involved in war Avith some 
other power, and thus enable the down-trod- 
den Irish race to strike their long-delayed 
and decisive blow for liberty and self-gov- 
ernment. The time has arrived; the blow is 
being struck, and will continue to be struck 
until the final overthrow of the hated British 
nation, and the ghost of Protestantism is 
forever driven from the green soil of Ireland. 
The good St. Anthony has decreed it, and the 
epitaph of the great and good Robert Emmet 
will soon be written." 



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Said I: "Tour sympathy seems to have 
changed since you were here last" 

"I have no sympathy for either side," said 
he. "I am only stating the facts. Did you 
pay strict attention to the maps? Did you 
note the real cause of British disasters? 
Did you see the stampede of the ammunition 
mule-train, and the cause? Did you see the 
surrender of the Eoyal Irish Fusileers?" 

"I saw it all very plainly and under- 
stood," I answered. 

"Then," said he, "go and warn the whole 
world, as I have commanded, for the British 
nation is even now struggling on the ragged 
edge of total destruction, and the war will 
extend to her North American possessions. 
War and insurrection will extend, and soon 
envelop the whole of North America, includ- 
ing Mexico and a greater part of South 
America. It is inevitable and sure." 

"Is it too late for the British Empire to 
avert the coming disaster?" I asked. • 

"Well, not entirely," he answered. 

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"Then what would you suggest?" J 
inquired. 

Said he: "I never suggest; I simply ex- 
plain the sure and only remedy for existing 
evils, and that remedy is to immediately dis- 
continue their operations with her white 
troops. Arm and equip all of her black sub- 
jects from the West Indies, Australia, and 
New Zealand, and Africa, and her brown and 
yellow subjects of East India. Let them 
form the privates; place them under white 
Protestant officers, with never a white man 
in the ranks as private; make it impossible 
for a single white soldier to get into the 
ranks. Then the world would find out that 
the Boers are not such sharpshooters as was 
generally supposed, for the British losses of 
both officers and men would immediately 
fall off at least 70 per cent; for, being unable 
to get into the ranks of the dark-skinned 
soldiers without detection, the papal assas- 
sins' occupation would be gone. The whole 
war in South Africa can be fought and won 
with the same set of officers that takes 
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charge of the campaign, and the British 
nation still has this one chance to snatch 
victory from otherwise sure defeat." 

"But," said I, "suppose they pay no atten- 
tion to this advice." 

"In that case/' said he, "nothing but sure 
defeat and annihilation awaits them. And," 
continued he, "they should learn wisdom 
from experience. Their recent heavy loss 
of officers is without record and unprece- 
dented, and in the annals of warfare since 
time immemorial it stands without a single 
parallel." 



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OHAPTEE III. 

"Before 1 leave you/" said he, "you must 
see the future map of the world," 

He handed me a small map of the world, 
and I at once began to look at North and 
South America. Cuba and all of the islands 
of the West Indies had disappeared, and, in 
their places, there were four large volcano 
mountains, all within a few hundred miles of 
each other; and from the'Gulf of Campeachy 
to the Bay of Panama the land had all dis- 
appeared, and it was now all open sea. Vol- 
canoes were active all over Old Mexico, or, 
rather, what was left of Old Mexico, for 
there was very little left of it. Lower Cali- 
fornia had disappeared entirely, and, in fact, 
nearly all of California had sunk out of sight, 
and the Sierra Nevada Mountains were now 
the coast line; Nevada and Arizona were 
filled with great bodies of water, some of 
them larger than Lake Superior; there were 



also several active volcanoes in both of these 
States, or Territories, whichever they are; 
the lower part of Florida had disappeared; 
New Orleans was no longer on the map; two 
of the Great Lakes were dry — T think Lake 
Superior and Lake Huron — and the other- 
lakes were nearly dry; Chicago seemed to be 
at least five miles from the waters of Lake 
Michigan; great clouds of steam-like vapor 
arose out of the beds of the empty lakes; 
Niagara Eiver had long been dry, and the 
great rocks where the falls used to be were 
grown all over with vegetation. 

I noticed a strange-looking tlag over a 
large fort or barracks, where some soldiers 
were stationed. It was different from any I 
had ever seen. It had a crown and a large 

double cross, like this " "and three stripes 

— I think they were red, purple, and green. 
The soldiers- uniforms were dark green. 

"Where are the Stars and Stripes of the 
United States of America?" I asked, "and 
where are the Anglo-Saxon Protestants?" 

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"There are no more Anglo-Saxon Protest- 
ants," was the answer; "they were over- 
thrown nearly nine hundred years ago. Their 
flag is now only kept as a relic. There is only 
one religious denomination now in this coun- 
try, and that is Catholic. This is no longer a 
republic; the rulers are chosen by the Pope, 
and whose power is absolute." 

"And the Protestants were overthrown at 
last, were they?" 

"Yes," he exclaimed. "There were two 
wars, the first was long and bloody, and the 
Anglo-Saxons succeeded in beating their ene- 
mies off and held the country two hundred 
and sixty years, but were overthrown, exter- 
minated, or driven out of the country. But," 
said he, "this second war will not occur dur 
ing your lifetime or the lifetime of your chil- 
dren. Your great-great-grandchildren will 
live to see it, and be killed in it. It will be 
a terrible conflict, and -will last over six 
years, for the Anglo-Saxons and their Negro 
allies will fight until they are nearly totally 
exterminated. " 

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He took the map out of my hand, waved 
me a good-night, and was gone. I heard a 
piercing scream, and leaped out of bed; my 
little two-year-old boy was sitting up in his 
bed, looking fearfully out of the door, which 
was standing w^ide open. I closed the door, 
and asked him what was the matter. He 
only clung to me and pointed at the door. 
I put him in the bed with his mamma. 

"What is the matter with the baby?" my 
wife asked. 

"I do not knowy I replied. 

"Open the damper in the stove," she con- 
tinued; "the room is full of gas." 

"There is no fire in that stove," said I; 
"the stuff that you smell is sulphur — yes, 
madam, the Simon-pure sulphur, and I guess 
I will sit up the balance of the night." 
Which I did. 



CHAPTER [V. 

Now, if this vision proves to be a true 
forecast of the future, then the course in the 
future is plain, as there are only two great 
Protestant nations in existence on earth 
to-day. They must either stand together or 
fall separately. Let England be overthrown, 
and the United States will soon have to fight 
the whole of Catholic Europe and South 
America, and probably Mexico thrown in. To 
array the Anglo-Saxons against each other 
is a Avell-laid Roman Catholic trap, and a 
Avhole lot of consummate idiots in the Con 
gress of the United States have already fallen 
into it. 



CHAPTER V. 

The Horrors of the Bubonic or Asiatic Plague. 

In studying those maps as seen in my 
vision, I took more notice of the progress of 
the bubonic plague than any other thing, and 
if it is coming true, the nations of the earth 
had better be preparing to fight it instead of 
fighting each other; for this strange being that 
I saw in my vision said it is positively com 
ing, and will spread all over the earth, and 
it and the wars combined will totally depop- 
ulate a large portion of this earth. As some 
of the things that I saw on those maps have 
already happened since then, I have no rea- 
son to doubt that the whole thing will hap 
pen just as it was forecast, although I hardly 
believed that the Catholics would give the 
country any real trouble soon, but it is best 
to be prepared. A thief won't attempt to rob 
you if he knows that you are "on to him" and 

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prepared for Mm; he will want to take yon 
unawares. 

But to return to my subject: I saw pea- 
pie dying like poisoned flies all over this 
country. Nearly all the large cities were 
almost totally deserted, the people having 
fled to the country to avoid the plague. 
All the cities were garrisoned by soldiers, 
white and colored, who were themselves fall- 
ing victims to the terrible scourge. A man's 
life didn't seem much to these soldiers, for 
hardly was a person's body cold before he 
was thrown on a pile with many others, great 
buckets full of oil were thrown on them, 
lighted torches were applied, and, as the 
flames roared and crackled around them, the 
soldiers leaned on- their rifles and looked on 
with a hard, stony stare, and more bodies 
were unloaded and tossed on the burning 
pile without any ceremony whatever. 

As I looked at the hard, set faces of those 
soldiers, I wondered what on earth had be- 
come of human nature; but I reasoned that 
death had lost all its terrors for them, and 



it was to them now only a matter of business, 
and they were resigned to their own fate, 
which it seemed was inevitable and near. It 
seemed that the people who fled to the coun- 
try districts to avoid the plague were faring 
no better than those left in the cities, for 
they, too, were dying by the hundreds. There 
seemed to be no escape. 

Now, as all my dreams invariably come 
true, I certainly believe this vision is worth 
consideration, and the best thing this Gov 
ernment can do is to immediately call all her 
soldiers and citizens home from all the for- 
eign countries, wherever they may be, and 
then close all our seaports to immigration 
and international commerce of every sort 
whatsoever, and keep them closed until the 
plague in foreign countries has run its course 
or has been stamped out entirely. 



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PART II 



THE RACE PROBLEM. 

There exists in this country to-day what 
is called "the vexed race problem." Various 
remedies have been suggested for the better- 
ment of the same by a number of our greatest 
and most distinguished orators and states- 
men. Some have suggested the deportation 
of the Negro race to some other continent, 
while some have even suggested intermar- 
riage, by which the black race would be 
Anally absorbed, but the fallacy of the latter 
is too evident to be discussed here. Various 
other remedies have been introduced to show 
how it could be settled, but we still have the 
race problem, and will continue to have it 
until Nature finally steps in and settles it; 
for it is one of Nature's inexplicable laws and 
can and will be attended to art the proper 
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time, and settled for all time to come, by 
Nature alone. The process has already com- 
menced. Nature seems to work in a round- 
about way, but a careful study of it will show 
that she works straight and to the point. 

Yes, the process of settling the race prob- 
lem in this country is already well under 
way. We have in this country a sect that 
holds the laws of their church (whose head is 
in a foreign country) above the laws of this 
Government, and that considers their chil- 
dren too good to attend our public schools, 
and tries to besmirch and belittle the charac- 
ters of some of our best army officers, who 
risked their lives for the American flag in 
the Philippines. They have tried for years to 
plunge this country into a war with Great 
Britain, but it has been and always will be 
a signal failure; for the great Anglo-Saxon 
race, that is capable of building up and gov- 
erning a great country like this, is capable of 
keeping its "weather eye" on a sect that dis- 
respects its laws and holds church above 
state. And when the invasion of Canada is 
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attempted, it will be the signal for a general 
all-around war between the two religions, or, 
rather, the Soman Catholics of the world 
against the Anglo-Saxon Protestants — and 
of course the Negro will side with the Amer- 
ican Protestants. And when the Americans 
realize that of all the different races of man 
in this country the American Negroes are 
the only ones that are loyal to a man, then 
all race prejudice will immediately disap- 
pear, and the Negro will stand forth recog- 
nized as an American citizen and a man. All 
discrimination against him in trade, busi- 
ness, or industrial pursuits will be removed. 
The white Protestants of this country will 
show their appreciation of the black men, for 
their steadfast loyalty to the American flag, 
by placing them in good positions of trust 
and by educating those that are not educated, 
and opening the doors of all industrial pur- 
suits to them, thus placing them on a level 
with any other race in this country; while 
the Negro will show his devotion to the 
Protestant American by living up to the 

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laws of the land and conducting himself in 
an honest, honorable, and law-abiding man- 
ner. And thus Nature will solve the vexed 
race problem, without any deportation of the 
Negro or intermarriage. 

I may be mistaken, but I believe every- 
thing that I saw in my vision will come to 
pass just as predicted. Look at the infamous 
attempts to besmirch the characters of the 
Twentieth Kansas Kegiment and its officers. 
Just trace up the different tirades of abuse 
hurled at this famous regiment and its offi- 
cers, and see w r ho the accusers and abusers 
are. Look at the open violation of our neu 
trality laws every day since the war in the 
Transvaal began. Take any Romanist news- 
paper and read their opinion of the President 
of the United States; yes, read their own 
newspapers, printed and edited by them, and 
see what you think about it. All of these 
things I regard as the work of Nature, which 
will eventually end in the solving of the ra<*e 
problem in this country. 

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The Anglo-Saxon Protestant is a quiet, 
indulgent, and forbearing race, in peace; but 
once thoroughly stirred up and a more terri- 
ble, uncompromising, and fighting race does 
not exist on this earth to-day. Any attempt 
by any of the alien races in this country to 
override the laws of this country will only 
result in disaster to the law-breakers, and 
will certainly solve the race problem, as far 
as the black man is concerned; for the Negro 
will never take up arms against the dear old 
Stars and Stripes, or attempt to besmirch or 
belittle the brave men who have followed it 
to victory or death, for stamped in the heart 
of every American Negro are the sentiments: 
"Here 's to the American flag, always in the 
right; but, right or wrong, here's to the 
flag!" Such steadfast devotion must and 
will bring its reward, sooner or later. Th> 
Negro doesn't consider it his business to in- 
quire who is right or who is wrong when the 
flag is attacked, but takes up arms and de- 
fends the old flag to the direst extremity, and 

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leaves the question of right or wrong to be 
argued out afterwards. 

It is not patriotism that prompts the 
Negro to be loyal to the American flag; for, 
if he ever had any patriotism, it has lonp. 
been crushed out by the many abuses an 1 
indignities that have been heaped upon him 
in this country. Every race is put ahead of 
the Negro; even the blanketed Indian, whom 
it is almost impossible to civilize, is consid 
ered better than the Negro. Now, can any- 
one wonder at the Negro's lack of patriotism? 
He has nothing to be patriotic about The 
explanation of the Negro's loyalty to the 
American flag is this: it is the flag of his 
country, the land of his birth. He knows no 
other country, he knows no other flag; and 
when war breaks out, he will take up arm-; 
with the same unconcern that lie now takes 
up his dinner-bucket, and will follow the flag 
and defend it wdth his life, if necessary. And 
why? His country has been attacked, and 
this is the flag of his country; he must defend 
his country, he must defend its flag. Ami 
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* 



when the bugle sounds the charge, his heart 
quickens, but not with patriotism— he has 
long since lost all of that. He has but few 
thoughts, and they are to charge right in on 
the enemy, kill them right and left, and drive 
them out of their works. So, with a yell of 
defiance and derision, they sweep on to the 
charge like thousands of demons let loose 
from hell. 

I once heard an old army officer say that 
the terrible yells of defiance that only the 
black regiments are capable of giving are 
enough to strike terror to the hearts of the 
bravest, and, once heard, are never to be 
forgotten. It is not the loud, ringing chee ■:■ 
of patriotism that is given by the white reg- 
iments, but a loud, terrible yell of deflate » 
and derision. It is the same menacing yell 
that the white man has heard all through 
the dark continent of Africa, wherever the 
black man was engaged in battle. It was 
heard on San Juan Hill and at El Caney, in 
Cuba, when the black American troops 
charged, and drove the Spaniards out of their 
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block-houses and trenches, and saved the 
Rough Riders from total extermination. 

What will the great civilized nations <>' 
the earth think when they come to know that 
the United States of America has nearly nine 
millions of these loyal subjects, who have 
lost every ounce of patriotism on account of 
indignities and abuse that have been heaped 
upon them for years? And can it be won 
dered at that patriotism has long been dead 
in their hearts? They are discriminate;! 
against on every side. Let some Negro wh > 
imagines that he is patriotic take a ride 
through the South in the "Jim Crow" cars, 
and it will knock the patriotism out of him 
in a hurry. This is only one of the many 
thousands of cases I could cite, but they are 
too well known to discuss here. And in the 
face of all this injustice the Negroes remain 
loyal— not patriotic, but loyal. 

But better times are coming for thi > 

down-trodden race. Nature has taken hold, 

and the dawn of a brighter day will soon be 

breaking. "It is a long lane that has no 

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turning. " But Nature has traveled nearly 
the whole length, and is fast approaching 
the turning-point, and the race problem will 
be settled before this Government is finally 
•overthrown. 



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CONCLUSION. 

The United States Government ought to 
send all of these Boer and Filipino sympa- 
thizers out of this country, without regard to 
race, religion, social or political standing; 
send them to the countries that they sympa- 
thize with; send them as fast as they can 
be rounded up and loaded on cattle-ships. 
Begin with Pettigrew, Tillman, Atkinson, 
Mason, and a host of others that this country 
can spare. We will have that many the less 
to contend with when war breaks out in this 
country. Of course they won't fight them- 
selves, but, like the cavalry bugler, they are 
liable to sound the charge in which thou- 
sands of men may lose their lives. So the 
Government cannot get rid of .them any too 
soon, as nothing but loyal citizens are needed 
or wanted. " This country is at war with a 
foreign race now^, and they are enough to con- 

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tend with at present, and there is no room 
here for traitors, agitators, or conspirator/. 
Before I close this book, I wish to ask a 
few pertinent questions of the different agi 
tators and fault-finders in this country. In 
the first place, we will suppose the civilize;! 
world to be one large school, and all the dif- 
ferent nations of the earth the pupils. Tht> 
two Anglo-Saxon nations are the bullies of 
the school, or, rather, they have never been 
whipped in a fight with any of the other 
pupils; consequently they are hated and 
feared by all the other pupils, who, knowing 
them to be related by blood, dare not attack 
one for fear of having to fight them both. 
Now it is a well-known fact that should the 
bully of the school get into a fight with a 
small but tough little boy, and fail to give 
him a sound thrashing, then the buliy at 
once becomes the laughing-stock of the 
whole school; they don't even respect him, 
much less fear him, and the bully, at once 
becomes a "back number' and a "has been"; 
the smaller boy in school will make faces at 

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him, and the bully must stand it, for all fear 
of him has vanished; and if he strikes even 
the smallest boy now, they will pile on him 
and "knock thunder" out of him. These are 
the exact conditions that confront the great 
Anglo-Saxon nations to-day. They must 
conquer the Boers and Filipinos or become 
the laughing-stock of the world. 

How would Mr. Pettigrew and the rest of 
his advocates like to see their country a 
laughing-stock for the rest of the world, and 
barred out of some and discriminated against 
in every commercial sea-port in the world, 
and utterly unable to enforce a single de- 
mand, for fear of a combined attack of all the 
European powers? Talk about your large 
standing armies! This Government would 
have to keep an army of at least 3,000,000 
men continually under arms, and a navy of 
such magnitude as to be a continual menace 
to consolidated Europe, as we would have to 
be prepared to back up every demand we 
made on allied Europe with a force superior 

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to any they could raise; for, once we lose our 
prestige, nothing but force will go. 

Has Mr. Pettigrew lost all his patriotism 
and foresight, or is he going crazy? 

The End. 



Note.— This book has been withheld from publication for cer- 
tain reasons; but, with the appearance of a certain female agitator in 
this country, whose sole purpose is to stir up trouble, and in open 
defiance of our neutrality laws, I considered it about time to sound the 
warning. We have enough agitators of our own, without importing 
any foreign ones. What we want in this country is peace and tran- 
quillity—not war and strife. The Government should give the lady her 
passports at once, by all means. 



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